It all seemed so idiotic, all the accusations of unpatriotic The fall we'll always remember, capitulating silence Election November before the winter
(Hard truth soldier radio) Brothers and sisters, this is not a test I've been asked by Public Enemy leader Chuck D To make this emergency announcement
question is it, above the law hustlers If it's related to chips, homey we'll handle ya Although we never take advantage though we always into ery'thang By
'll always care Right there, right there You don't have to worry I'm gonna be by your side Even when times are hard Just count on me and I will always
friend I'll always be right there, whoa, oh Ooh, you can always count on me, babe, oh, oh No matter, put your trust Yes, you do babe, oh, oh, I will always
weapon smith and westin or attack Youngster or fucking vest who's get checked or to the next Who gets rest pistol gripping always-staying strap Capping while I'm always
gang bang Because I do it when I have to when it's every fuckin' week And always kickin' it with my homies But could swear they're always tweaking But
jump outside Roll up a joint, light it up and get high Cause we get lit, bet on pits to get rich They lock jaw, we stand by with break sticks I walk
the lone that's how I leave my home Twenty three, a pelon ready to die for vocal tones My boots were make for stomping while by beats were made for bumping Ain't no fronting, always
(That's how you get fucked up) If you live by the knife then you die by the knife (That's how you get fucked up) You better always think twice how you
in their right mind can mimic a style like mine? I design rhyme and get mine all the time MC's standin' on the sidelines, always dissin' When I roll up and rush
He's the kind of G like everybody knows (As a young nigga) He's always G'd up, from head to toe (My memories as a young nigga) Always got it blown
Dre had a set of tits Get behind me Shady and grab me by my hips If I do that then I can't kiss you on your lips By the way if you see my Dad Ask him
ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015 Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by Detroits
wide Pacific shore From the queen of flowing mountains to the south bells by the shore She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all
Here I am on my own again the days rush by The nights all seems so slow Guess I've let you down in my way, somehow If you take me back I know we'll make
went by They'd get a little bit older and a little bit slower but It's all the same thing In this case manufactured by someone who's always/umpteen